Disclaimer: The characters belong to Charlaine Harris, i'm just playing around.
Ch.1
Be curious, not fearsome. That's what my momma always says to us. And I guess, she is right. When my older sister started changing into a lioness during the full moon, I was curious. I wanted to do that too. But, she was jealous that she is not as special as me. So when puberty hit me the following year I realized I was not special in that way. The full moon is close, so my sister is in a mood. That means I have to go out and entertain myself elsewhere. Mom is out working tonight the night shift at the local Applebee's.
I take out my phone and rummage my contacts to see if I can call a friend. I remember I was surprised the night she sat us down and explained where she got the real money to pay for the nice house and our school tuition. But that is not my secret to tell.
I walk down the sidewalk with the intention of going to borrow a book or rent a movie, the next couple of days are going to be long anyways. My sister got her period today, so it was double the moodiness than for other full moons.
A shiny car, and old car but in great conditions, grabbed my attention. The man inside was gripping the steering wheel forcefully even though he was parked.
Just do it, be a man, Sookie will hear me out. I can tell her. She'll listen. Damn it, I have to explain. But, what if she does not let me in? if she slams the door in my face and still holds resentment against me? I listen until I am out of range to hear him. Interesting… I keep walking and as I hit the curb I go around the block instead. I call mamma.
"Honey, I'm at work" she whispers.
"I know, there's a man in an old pretty car parked two houses from ours making up his mind about talking to you or not. He seemed tense"
"Is he human?" she asks, I am not sure what she means by it, but answer truthfully.
"I could hear him all right" I state.
"Fine, go back home and if he does knock, let him in. But be careful"
"Yes, mamma" So I go back into the house and perch myself on a window where I can watch the nice car without being notice. I got out my laptop (yes, this came from the secret money too) and search about that kind of car until a better idea pops into my head. I run the license plate number, this one is from Louisiana (a long way from home here in Seattle) The name of the owner came up on the screen, but that does not help me much. I look down again and see the man better now that he is out of the car.
He has thick hair, brushed in a retro style (just the fact that he had hair instead of stubble of his head was retro, but he had lot of hair) and with sideburns to put Elvis to shame. He has dark eyes too. And, this was odd, even though he looked terribly pale; he had a certain glow to him. He walks with a determined face towards our front door.
I did not realize I am holding my breath in until he rings the doorbell and I exhale heavily. I know Adele has on her metal music and could not hear a thing, so I go to the door.
What if she's at work? Would her kids let me in or not? Do they even remember seeing a vampire? Or seeing me? I block his thoughts as I open the door.
"Hello, can I help you?" I ask politely. The man looks at me. I know, I have my mother's baby blue eyes, but he is looking intensely into them.
"Yes, I am looking for Sookie Stackhouse" I smile, my mother never took my father's name.
"This is her house" I reply, trying not to hear him think. This is one of her daughter's… the eldest? Or the second one? What are their names? One is Adele, after her grandmother… What is the other's name?
"I'm Judith. My mom is at work but she'll be home shortly, Would you care to come in?" I offer.
"Certainly," he says.
"Something to drink?" I offer. Dumb me, he is a vampire, all he wants is blood. "Sorr-
"No thank you" he responds at the same time. "Sorry for what?"
"Offering" am I not supposed to know he is a vampire?
"Something tells me that you have more than just your mother's eyes" he states quizzically. I do not make much of that and question him back.
"How exactly do you know my mother?" I ask a bit rudely, but he had it coming,
"Please, forgive my poor show of manners." He says, and outstretches his hand. "I'm Bill Compton." I shake it, it is as cold as it looks. The only good thing is that this name matches the name registered for the license plate I looked up, it still did not tell me a thing, though.
"You must be Sookie's second daughter" he asks, more like states. He sounds…. Melancholic? Jealous? "I was a friend of your mother's a long time ago. It's been… fifteen years since I last saw her. I remember your sister and her pregnant with you when I last saw her. She was very happy."
"Still is" I counter.
"Good" he says. "You probably have chores and studies to do so I will just wait here." He sits down and I feel dumb for not offering. I am torn between not leaving him alone her and doing my physics homework.
"I don't have much to do. Do you want to tell me a bit more about yourself? Or about my mother?
"I do not think it proper to discuss her in her absence, besides, I do not know how much you are not aware of."
"Such as?" I prompt. He does not speak, but boy did I hear him. She was my girlfriend, I was her first boyfriend, we had a lot of ups and downs. She saved my life countless times. She left me for Quinn. She was everything to me and Eric made me give her up. Finally, she chose Sam over me because she could have a family with him… I really hope she will hear me out.
He then notices that I am observing him too attentively.
Judith? He asks.
"Yes?" I answer unconsciously.
"Yes what?" he echoed. "I have not said a thing."
"But you were…." Then I remember mamma had told me to be careful. I keep quiet.
"Your mother never mentioned me?"
"Sorry, no" I smile nervously. He laughs; it sounds weird and is completely unexpected.
"She also smiled a lot when she was nervous."
"She does not"
"Oh, has she mentioned… Alcide?" I shake my head, only in passing, but my father mentioned him a lot to her. He also worried about him.
"Maybe Quinn?" I am unsure if he is testing me or what so I shake my head again. "Jason?" I keep shaking my head, off course I knew about my uncle and my cousin, but that is it.
"Where's your father?" he asks.
"None of your business." I reply icily. Then I hear something new "You know" I realize that is why he is here.
He sits frozen, looking at me unbelievingly. I do not know what to reply. Just then the front door open.
"Delia, Judy, I'm home" she turns and sees me with the intruder, now both gazing at her.
